Air It Out!

"A child reminds us that playtime is an essential part of our daily routine."  -- Anonymous

And it doesn't matter when it happens, as long as it happens!

WARNING: If you're not a fan of poop stories, you may want to skip reading this post.  Last chance...you can't say I didn't warn you....

Last night my husband was changing our son in the middle of him playing with his train table; bad timing, yes we are well aware of that, but when nature calls you need to take care of it.  He was about to put on a fresh cloth diaper when I told him it was OK for the little guy to "air it out" for a while before bed.  This is nothing new; I try to give him a short break throughout the day to let his skin breathe without being confined to a diaper 24/7.  So, anyway, back to the train table he went sporting just his t-shirt with everything hanging out for all to see.  Within a minute my husband is yelling for me to grab the wipes.  It was definitely too late!  We had a lovely trail of blueberry-tainted poo around the train table carpet.  (I should have mentioned that since Sunday he has consumed nearly 3 pints of fresh blueberries during snacks and mealtimes!)  Now my husband is awesome when it comes to changing diapers and even washing the soiled cloths, but unexpected poop messes on the carpet sends him a tizzy!  I come around the corner and there my son is 5 feet in the air and an arm's length away from my husband; poor guy was trying his hardest to remain smear-free.  That doesn't happen when playtime is the only thing on this child's mind and he is attempting to break loose from daddy's hold.  I handed him his toy bucket and off to the bath we went. 

Lesson of the evening is in the quote above; he definitely showed daddy how critical playtime is day and night!